Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 75 Conquering Eternal Sleep, Chen Ying'er's Spring

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The seven members of the 21st Demon Hunter Team formed a circle, surrounding Long Haochen in the center.

(Note: Although he was promoted to the rank of marshal without taking the exam, he still needs to return to the Holy City to complete the promotion procedures and is currently still at the rank of general.)

Long Haochen took a deep breath and lightly touched the Eternal Melody on his chest with his fingertips.

Golden runes suddenly emerged from the pendant, outlining mysterious patterns in the air.

"Are you ready?" he asked in a low voice, receiving affirmative glances from the crowd.

In an instant, a blinding white light burst forth from Long Haochen's chest, followed by a snowflake-shaped magic circle floating above their heads.

The light suddenly shone brightly—

When the light faded, the secret chamber was empty, with only a few wisps of golden light slowly drifting in the air, proving that they had once existed.

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A dozen seconds later, the blinding white light gradually dissipated, and everyone felt a sudden heaviness in their bodies, as the familiar chill returned—they were now in eternal slumber.

The sight before them left everyone stunned. The once gray Tower of Eternity was now completely white, emitting a faint glow, and the number of vengeful spirits wandering around it was several times greater than before.

"It's evolved? Wasn't it gray last time?" Lu Xi's eyes widened.

Long Haochen looked around warily: "I don't know, but it's definitely different."

"Don't delay, go in," Yuehui said in a deep voice, taking the lead.

The moment you step through the gates of the Tower of Eternity, a dense surge of death energy rushes in, almost suffocating you.

Everyone held their breath and moved forward, when suddenly—

"Watch out for both sides!" Moonbeam roared.

Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly cracked open, and two three-meter-tall skeletons burst out of the ground.

On the left, a skeleton wields a giant shield; on the right, a long sword. Beneath their feet, three auras of courage, faith, and power shine brightly, rushing forward with a fierce killing intent.

What's most chilling is that these two skeletons exude the terrifying aura of sixth-tier professionals!
"Hmph! Sky-Splitting Cannon!"

Wang Yuanyuan let out a cold shout, and the Giant Spirit God's Shield suddenly burst forth with dazzling silver light.

A silver light cannon, one meter in diameter, shot out with a roar, leaving a dazzling trail in the air.

At the same time, Cai'er's figure appeared like a ghost.

The dark gold dagger traced a deadly arc as it precisely pierced the skeleton knight's soul fire.

"boom!"

Two explosions rang out almost simultaneously, and the two sixth-tier skeleton knights shattered, turning into a pile of white bones on the ground.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a strange scene unfolded—two orbs of shimmering white light rose from the shattered bones.

The white light entered Cai'er and Wang Yuanyuan's bodies like a shooting star.

"What is this?!" Wang Yuanyuan touched her chest in a panic.

“Don’t be nervous, this should be a reward left by Electrolux for the successor,” Moonbeam said.

"A gift?" Cai'er gently touched her chest, feeling the strange energy flowing through her body, and then sat cross-legged.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, a hint of joy flashing in them: "This white light can increase my maximum spiritual power by ten points."

Wang Yuanyuan also opened her eyes, but her face was full of confusion: "Why did I only recover my spiritual power?"

Moonlight pretended to ponder: "Perhaps... only when spiritual power reaches its maximum value can the upper limit be increased."

"Ah?" Wang Yuanyuan said in annoyance, "Then I've lost ten points of spiritual power!"

"Captain! Captain!" Chen Ying'er jumped up and down anxiously, clutching McDull tightly in her arms. "What am I going to do? We can't expect McDull to eat magic crystals and fight skeletons, can we?"

Lu Xi couldn't help but facepalm: "Don't you still have the Gate of Life?"

"Ah! I forgot!" Chen Ying'er stuck out her tongue, her face turning bright red.

Moonlight surveyed the crowd: "Since killing skeletons yields spiritual energy orbs, and Ying'er is less than a hundred spiritual energy points away from the sixth rank..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I suggest we prioritize helping her obtain the orb of light." Everyone nodded in agreement, with no objections.

"Commander," Chen Ying'er's eyes reddened, her voice choked with emotion, "you've been so good to me!"

“We’re all team members, so naturally we should look out for each other.” Yuehui smiled gently, but thought to herself.

(This is a reward for you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have had to wait to experience Cai'er's 'gentleness'!)
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A somber atmosphere pervaded the highest council hall of Zhennanguan.

Han Qian broke the silence: "Brother Ling, what is the purpose of this emergency meeting?"

Ling Xiao placed his hands on the table, crossed: "Regarding the terms of the deal proposed by the Demon Emperor."

He looked around at the crowd and said, "I think it's necessary for everyone to know this."

The words "Demon God Emperor" made everyone present gasp.

The suffocating pressure from just a few hours ago was still fresh in my mind; if it weren't for the timely arrival of the Demon God...
"What deal?" Ying Suifeng asked in a deep voice.

"Ten spots for Dream Paradise," Ling Xiao said calmly.

"What?!" Ren slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound. "There are only twenty spots every hundred years, and they're asking for half of them!"

Ling Xiao raised her hand to signal him to calm down: "Actually, there is no limit to the number of people in Dream Paradise. The limit of twenty is only because about twenty spirit furnaces are produced each time, so the number of people allowed in is limited."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Since it's a transaction, we naturally gain something as well—the Demon God Emperor is willing to exchange the magic crystals of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan."

Upon hearing this, Ren Wokuang slowly sat back down and remained silent.

Everyone present was aware of the value of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Crystal.

This ethnic group is small in number, with no more than two thousand even at its peak.

More importantly, the Demon Emperor strictly forbids the outflow of Dragon Crystals, and has waged several wars for this purpose throughout history.

Aside from being given away by the Demon Emperor, it is almost impossible for outsiders to obtain the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Crystal.

“In addition,” Ling Xiao continued, “after deducting the ten slots for the demon race and the one as a reward for the No. 21 Demon Hunter Team, we still have nine slots left.”

He looked around at everyone: "According to convention, these positions should have been selected from the commander-level demon hunter teams. However, the demons have intervened this time, making the situation special. Does anyone have any suggestions?"

Silence fell over the council chamber, and everyone frowned.

Suddenly, Han Qian slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "I want to fight for a spot for the sole heir of our Knights' Temple!"

"Han Qian, what's wrong with you? What sole heir?" Ying Suifeng asked.

“Long Haochen,” Han Qian said, enunciating each word clearly, “barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the next Lord of the Knights Temple!”

Ying Suifeng was taken aback at first, then reacted: "Then I also want to fight for a spot for Saint Cai'er, the sole heir of the Assassin's Temple!"

Lin Chen immediately followed up: "Moonlight of the Magic Temple is also our chosen next Temple Master!"

"Bang!" Sanshui slammed his hand on the table, glaring at the three men: "Have you three old geezers had no shame?"

She turned to Ling Xiao, "Chen Ying'er of my Soul Temple is also the designated successor, and there must be one spot!"

Ren Wokuang and Ling Xiao exchanged a glance, their faces filled with helplessness.

"Everyone, this is a bit too much," Ren Wokuang shook his head with a wry smile.

"What?" Lin Chen immediately retorted, "My Moonbeam is the Son of Thunder, who slew a Demon God with only a sixth-level cultivation! If such a record is not enough to qualify him to succeed as Palace Master, then who is worthy?"

Han Qian then slammed his hand on the table: "Long Haochen, as the Son of Light, possesses an innate spiritual power of ninety-seven and broke through to the sixth rank at the age of fifteen. Who else but him can lead the Knight Temple?"

Ying Suifeng crossed his arms and sneered, "Cai'er is fifteen years old and at the sixth level. What does the inheritance of the Reincarnation Saintess mean? Surely none of you here are unaware of that?"

“My Ying’er may not seem remarkable now,” Sanshui retorted, “but once she awakens her seventh-tier physique, she’ll be able to guard a formidable pass all by herself, just like her grandfather did back then!”

Ren Wokuang slumped back into his chair, then suddenly looked up sharply: "Wait! Our Warrior Temple's King Yuanyuan is a descendant of a god, though not as powerful as the chosen ones."

"Alright, alright!" Ling Xiao interrupted, rubbing her temples, her voice tinged with helplessness. "The spots are yours!"

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(End of this chapter)